Bones and Gasoline

Monday morning, another sleepless night

I am falling out of the reach and sight

It’s been a year in the war zone, now there is no one left

Here I’m standing on my own, my mind feels so compressed

I hear the darkness call my name

Ghost-like voices like a moth to a flame

Bones and gasoline, on the frontier of silence

Bones and gasoline, victim of violence

Bones and gasoline, like a ghost of loneliness

Bones and gasoline, I walk in emptiness

No one is calling, everybody is gone

I am stalling from inside I am torn

I’m living in a dreamland, slowly drift away

Sinking down, facing another day

I hear the darkness call my name

Ghost-like voices like a moth to a flame

Bones and gasoline, on the frontier of silence

Bones and gasoline, victim of violence

Bones and gasoline, like a ghost of loneliness

Bones and gasoline, I walk in emptiness

I need a time out, from this endless haunted echo

Another dark cloud, between these walls my mind feels narrow

I hear the darkness call my name

Ghost-like voices like a moth to a flame

Bones and gasoline, on the frontier of silence

Bones and gasoline, victim of violence

Bones and gasoline, like a ghost of loneliness

Bones and gasoline, I walk in emptiness